Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iraq and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Basic Channel to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Brick,
Accadde A,
Ice-T,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
Hasil Adkins,
Monks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tim Buckley,
Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter & Gordon,
Alton Ellis,
Wolf Eyes,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Flag,
Clear Light,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Organ,
Pole,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Victims,
Echospace,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Zeros,
John Foxx,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
Ronnie Foster,
X-102,
Eric Dolphy,
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Selecter,
The United States of America,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
Q and Not U,
Junior Murvin,
Essential Logic,
Neu!,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.